If Have We Missed the Bloody Point? was a gut-check, this one is a mirror.

We used to create for the joy of it.

Now we craft content for algorithms.

We used to love for connection.

Now we date for leverage.

We once built things with care.

Now we chase “minimum viable” and call it vision.

Somewhere along the way, realness became a liability, and branding became survival.

A few thoughts on how performance culture hollowed out our creativity, our relationships, and our sense of self.

We were born into a one-in-a-trillion miracle and turned it into a performance review.

We chase status over substance, money over meaning, likes over legacy.

We treat people like products and confuse optics for impact.

This piece isn’t light reading.

It’s a gut-check.

For all of us.

A deep, existential essay on what we were meant to become, and what we traded it for.